The Calendar of Death by Zeeshan Ali

1
With the onset of Spring,
Death comes seeking:
in twos and threes
in gold-plated pyramids
in ogives, traced by thirsty hands
(wounded by salt)
by instinct.
It slithers away
with the smell of impunity.
2
In the midst of Summer,
death comes seeking, again:
in hundreds and thousands
of twenty ounces of silver
from the heart of the earth.
showered with finesse
on our skin and memories;
bludgeoning the door of Celidonius,
robbing him of the two pearls
crafted by God’s own hand.
3
In our world of grief,
the senses have returned
to lead us astray,
where death comes hunting
— from circular, black recesses,
smacking lips against
corroded steel and,
a dash of hope
that swirls and disappears —
towards it’s destiny,
in this old nation,
plagued by longing.
it will be welcomed here but,
and melded into life,
with Chrysanthemums, torn apart

Bio: Zeeshan Ali from Budgam, Kashmir is currently pursuing  BA Honors (English) from Amar Singh College.

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